The ace special forces who dominated the Sui dynasty's late period

  He Dong's voice was full of energy, completely different from those eunuchs. Liu Ziqiu couldn't help but be shocked, had a master from outside the palace arrived so quickly? But now wasn't the time to hesitate. Last night, Liu Ziqiu had noticed that there was a small boat tied up by the waterside pavilion. Gao Xiuer wasn't good at swimming, so Liu Ziqiu could only take another route.

  Liu Ziqiu rushed into the water pavilion and slapped He Dun with a palm.

  He Duan was born with a pair of clever hands, but his martial arts were ordinary and lacking in flair. He couldn't dodge or evade, and before long he had lightly floated out and fallen into the lake with a "plop", splashing up a big patch of water.

  Suddenly, someone behind him shouted loudly: "Thief, don't run!"

  Liu Ziqiu turned around to look, and it was the eunuch who had pulled Yang Guang away.

  Yang Guang fled the small building, flustered and exasperated, ordering troops to enter the garden while forcing Wang Hong to rush over and pursue the thief. Wang Hong returned to the small building, finding Ma Zhong unconscious but with his sword tip clearly stained with fresh blood. The news of Liu Ziqiu's injury greatly boosted Wang Hong's confidence, and he followed the trail of blood all the way to the waterside pavilion.

  "Wait for me to come back, don't do anything stupid!" Liu Ziqiu put down Gao Xiuer and handed her a three-edged dagger. Without looking back, he walked towards Wang Hong.

  Wang Hong was overjoyed, his body flashed, and his right palm struck out. Wang Hong's martial arts were above Ma Zhong's, but his purpose was different from Ma Zhong's. He did not intend to defeat Liu Ziqiu with his own hands, the soldiers and horses outside the garden would arrive soon, as long as he could hold down Liu Ziqiu, it would be a victory.

  This palm of Wang Hong was a false move, only using 30% of his strength. He was a left-hander, and the real killer move was the left palm that followed, a secret he had never told anyone, not even Ma Zhong who had been inseparable from him.

  "Slap", Liu Ziqiu unexpectedly didn't dodge, and forcibly took his palm. Wang Hong was stunned for a moment, his left hand swung out immediately, slapping Liu Ziqiu's right chest, but just as he exerted half of his strength, it went limp and hung down.

  Liu Ziqiu's fist had already heavily struck Wang Hong's occipital bone, using all his strength. Wang Hong's seven orifices bled, and he collapsed to the ground, only exhaling without inhaling. The brave one wins in a narrow path! Wang Hong wanted to delay time, and Liu Ziqiu also knew that he had to end the fight quickly. Liu Ziqiu firmly blocked Wang Hong's palm, not planning to leave any room for retreat.

  Gao Xiuer rushed over quickly and tightly hugged Liu Ziqiu, sobbing: "Lang Jun, are you okay?"

  As for being called "Lang Jun", Liu Ziqiu was somewhat unaccustomed to it, and he opened his mouth wanting her to call him big brother instead, but felt a sweetness in his throat.

  Wang Hong's second palm strike, although not fully exerted, still caused Liu Ziqiu's blood to churn and a mouthful of fresh blood to surge up his throat. Liu Ziqiu hastily circulated his breath to calm himself, barely suppressing it. However, his chest still felt a dull ache, likely having suffered a serious internal injury.

  Liu Ziqiu didn't dare to delay any longer, and gently patted Gao Xiuer's hand, comforting her: "It's okay, let's hurry up. There's a boat over there."

  ……

  The commotion caused by the fight in the courtyard was too great, with the sound of "ping ping pang pang" fighting sounds mixed with the screams of beauties and the wails of the injured, echoing far into the night sky, startling several nearby courtyards.

  In the Bright Moon Pavilion, several beauties suddenly cried out loudly: "Madam Wang, Madam Wang, it seems like something has happened on the side of the Qinyin Pavilion, should we go take a look?"

  What happened over there, Wang Guizhi was very clear in her mind. After Liu Ziqiu left, she sat by the window, staring at the opposite bank of the Longqu Canal. Her heart was extremely conflicted, her father's tragic death made her feel like dying, but after entering the palace, she was destined to become Yang Guang's woman, and she couldn't make up her mind which side to stand on.

  "Close the gate tightly and beware of fire!" Wang Guizhi let out a long sigh, but still decided to turn a blind eye and leave it to fate.

  The other ladies of the various courts were even more delicate and weak, hearing the miserable cries from the Qi Yin court had already made them tremble with fear, how could they dare to come forward to investigate, they all closed their doors. However, there was an exception, the main lady of Ying Hui court, Fan Yu'er, was a tomboy.

  When the disturbance at the Qieyin Institute was heard, Fan Yu'er immediately dispatched two palace maids to investigate. The two palace maids walked halfway and encountered several beauties who had escaped from the Qieyin Institute. Several beauties were disheveled and bruised, recounting a terrifying scene. The two palace maids didn't wait to hear the whole story before hastily reporting back: "Madam Fan, something's wrong! Thieves have broken into the Forbidden Garden, taken away one of the beauties, and escaped by jumping into the lake."

  "What! How dare you trespass on the forbidden garden!" Fan Yu'er suddenly became furious, "Prepare the boat, bring me my treasured sword!"

  Yang Guang had each of the ladies' residences equipped with a pleasure boat, called Feng Zhou, and several smaller boats for transmitting messages. By this time it was nearly midnight, and as the Feng Zhou were not easy to maneuver, Fan Yu'er ordered two eunuchs to take a small boat to Qing Yin Yuan.

  ……

  Liu Ziqiu grew up by the sea since childhood and was skilled at rowing. With his legs clamped on the oars, he endured the severe pain and rowed the boat downstream while tearing strips of cloth from his clothes to bandage the wound on his left shoulder.

  Gao Xiuer's eyes were brimming with tears as she looked at Liu Ziqiu, whose blood had stained half of his body red. She couldn't help him in the least and said regretfully: "Lang Jun, I'm really useless."

  Liu Ziqiu had already bandaged the wound, freed up his hands, and while rowing with one hand, he used his toes to pick up a wooden oar and place it in front of Gao Xiuer, saying: "Silly girl, who said you're useless? Quick, help me row."

  Gao Xiuer responded with a sound, grabbed the wooden oar and started rowing desperately. In fact, her movements were extremely clumsy, hardly having any effect, and would often cause the bow to deviate from its direction. However, she rowed very seriously, because Liu Ziqiu kept encouraging her from time to time.

  Look at the boat about to reach the shore, suddenly heard a loud shout from the front: "Thief, where are you going!"

  Liu Ziqiu looked up to see a small boat blocking the exit, with a beautiful woman standing at the bow, sword in hand. Under the starlight, she appeared even more heroic and refreshing. There were many eunuchs in the Shanglin Garden, but not one of them dared to come forward to stop her. Instead, it was this woman who charged ahead, leaving Liu Ziqiu stunned. Liu Ziqiu paid no attention, rowing the boat even faster, charging straight ahead and colliding violently with the oncoming boat.

  The incoming boat was horizontal, but Liu Ziqiu's boat was going downstream, and with this collision, the incoming boat immediately capsized, and the two small eunuchs who were rowing fell into the water with a "splash".

  Fan Yu'er, standing at the bow of the boat, was already on guard. With a swift movement, she leapt onto this side of the boat and wielded her treasured sword. A flash of silver light appeared, resembling a cluster of white snow rolling towards Liu Ziyu.

  Gao Xiuer saw her swordsmanship was exquisite and far surpassed Xue Ye'er's, she couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

  Fan Yu'er heard this and couldn't help but pause for a moment, then jumped in front of Gao Xiuer and asked anxiously: "Are you the beauty from Qieyin Courtyard? I'll block her, you hurry up and leave!"

  After finishing speaking, Fan Yu'er pounced on Liu Ziqiu at the back of the boat again. Suddenly, she felt a severe pain in her chest, and a cold blade pierced through from the front. It was Gao Xiuer who had inserted the three-edged dagger into her back. Fan Yu'er was about to turn around when she heard the sound of wind above her head. Hurriedly enduring the pain, she raised her sword to meet the attack, but was quickly knocked down by Liu Ziqiu's oar and fell heavily onto the cabin floor.

  Liu Ziqiu didn't know the meaning of cherishing and sparing, was just about to make another move, which would have ended her life, but was stopped by Gao Xiuer, who shook her head and said: "Young master, spare her."

  Just now, Fan Yu'er was clearly worried about her own safety, but she secretly plotted against her from behind. This made Gao Xiuer feel extremely guilty. However, when they were boarding the ship, Liu Ziqiu had told her that as long as they could rush out of Xiyuan first, the two of them would have a chance to survive. It didn't matter if Fan Yu'er died, but she couldn't drag Liu Ziqiu down with her, so she could only wrong Fan Yu'er.

  A shout came from afar, accompanied by the sound of horses neighing. Liu Ziqiu secretly cried out in alarm and grabbed Gao Xiuer's hand, saying: "Quickly run!"

  Since practicing the internal skill taught by Liu Ziqiu, Gao Xiuer felt that her body had become much lighter and more agile. This road was a mad dash, but she didn't feel particularly strenuous. On the other hand, Liu Ziqiu's face looked very bad. He had lost a lot of blood and suffered internal injuries, and every step he took was extremely difficult.

  In front of him was the courtyard wall, but it was only one person high, and with Liu Ziqiu's skills, he could easily jump over it. However, he had suffered serious injuries and had to rely on the flying claw. Gao Xiuer also didn't know where she got the strength from, and she too used her hands and feet to climb up the wall using the flying claw. When she looked back, a fire dragon was winding its way towards them in the courtyard. It was the torches lit by the government soldiers who had been summoned into the courtyard, illuminating half of the night sky.

  Liu Ziqiu shouted under the wall with outstretched arms: "Quickly, jump down, I'll catch you!"

  Gao Xiuer closed her eyes and jumped up, colliding with Liu Ziqiu's body. Liu Ziqiu fell to the ground with a thud. Gao Xiuer exclaimed in shock: "Lang Jun, you..."

  Liu Ziqiu stood up with a sway and pointed ahead, saying: "Nothing's wrong, run quickly."

  In the dark of night, several torches suddenly lit up, and a horse rushed over, followed by more than a dozen infantrymen. The garrison outside the Weiyang Palace had indeed doubled, but the Weiyang Palace was too large, they couldn't possibly surround it entirely. They could only set up strict checkpoints and increase patrols. This section of the wall was located in a remote area, not suitable for camping or setting up checkpoints, but it was a key point for patrols. The approaching group was indeed a patrol team, who had rushed over upon hearing the noise.

  Liu Ziqiu let out a loud roar, leapt into the air, and with his three-pronged spear flashing in the cold light, charged straight at the knight on horseback. This man was the deputy commander of the cavalry unit, whose martial arts skills were not exceptional, but he had a fierce and powerful physique, and he too let out a loud roar, thrusting his lance at Liu Ziqiu. Liu Ziqiu's body was in mid-air, suddenly twisting with an unbelievable angle to dodge the spearhead, following the shaft of the lance straight into the knight's chest.

  The knight let out a loud cry, fell off his horse, and a black hole appeared on his neck, with blood gushing out. Liu Ziqiu had already taken over the reins of his long whip, one hand holding the bridle. The horse was spinning around in circles, but it wouldn't listen to commands.

  In the era when Liu Ziqiu used to live, cavalry had long been withdrawn from active service. He learned to ride a horse on the grasslands of North China, just for novelty's sake. This was a real warhorse, which he couldn't control at first. Those dozen infantrymen had already rushed forward.

  Gao Xiuer shouted loudly: "Lang Jun, pull me!"

  Although she was not good at swimming, her riding skills were excellent. She grasped the reins and shouted "Halt!" The warhorse stopped immediately. Liu Ziqing was overjoyed and said, "Charge forward!"